Thursday, March 26, 2015

The state of the ..............

I feel silly calling this anything except an update. I can't even come up with a clever title at this point. My mojo is slipping. I'm a bit on the ditsy side of life. It has been forever and day since I haven't been congested or feeling weak or anxiety ridden.

I have been in hibernation it seems in many ways for over a year. I recently had another bout of not being able to breathe or sleep. Some of my facebook friends came to my rescue by sending along potions for anti anxiety and blessed sleep. They helped a lot but I needed to do something for myself and so I began therapy again and finally got to the doctor. Turns out my anxiety is not just emotional based but also stem from some physical issues that are being addressed now. And as for the lack of sleep......same thing. There are physical reasons that a good night's rest was non-existent for me. My fibro and other already recognized issues are now joined by some other nasty cohorts to make life a little more challenging. But instead of looking at it in the negative, I'll focus on the fact that I have a life to be challenged.

Just another fun way to chase your tail.
I have slept more in the past two nights than I had in the two weeks previous combined. Lack of sleep has a horrible affect on your mind. I had, at one point started having hallucinations. Not good. If it were not for the fact that I have a wonderful support system in my husband, daughter and grands as well as my friends, I don't know what I would have done. They all have lifted me up and kept me going.

I am looking forward for the first time in a very long time. I know that I haven't shared a lot with you, my lovelies, but it has been a rough year for me. I just didn't feel like I could or should share my problems with all of you. I know some do but my situations seemed small in comparison to so many folks who have horrendous maladies and life situations to face.

I had forgotten what tough old bird I am. I had lost some of my muchness along the way, but I am in process and that is a very hopeful and great place to be right now.

A little more than two weeks and we will be Celebrating Oz - Shadows of Oz. I hope you will join us on April 11 for the festivities.

Smooches and Squoozes, Oma Linda

Thursday, March 12, 2015

Less than a month and we will be back in Oz..........

perhaps gazing at shadows, reading shadowy verse or playing at a new adventure in Oz in the shadows. Maybe you'll be in the shadows or without a shadow of a doubt.

I really am looking forward to this year's Celebrate Oz - Shadows of Oz.

Artwork by Sunshine Shelle (Michelle Kennedy)


My own thoughts have changed so very much from when I first selected the title. I was in a bit of a funk when I thought of shadows in Oz but with the spring arriving in but a few days and my spirits lifting and Mr. Anxiety being coaxed to go back into the shadows (tee hee), I am in a new spot with thoughts of a different kind of shadow in Oz.

If you would like to participate and haven't already signed up, just contact me through a comment on this blog post and I will be glad to add you to the list of party revelers.

In the meantime my lovelies, I hope spring is whispering sweet tales to you and that the winter doldrums are silently sneaking out of your sweet lives. See you in Oz on April 11.

Here's a look back on our past celebrations..............

The Original
artwork by moi


Son of Celebrate Oz
artwork by moi

Altered Oz
artwork by Sunshine Shelle (Michelle Kennedy)

Hues of Oz
used online art and added titles
Smooches and Squoozes, Oma Linda

Friday, February 27, 2015

The last of winter (we can only hope) report............

Been awhile again. No apologies just explanation of said time lapse.

My health once again has played a role in keeping me from the fun of Blogger. The fact that I lost my mind and changed some of the parameters of my Google account and then had a hell of a time getting back to square one also played havoc on my computering.

Noticed that Blogger isn't going to allow some adult activity on it's sainted venue. Oops, well I guess that won't have an impact on my viewing or posting.

Good night Mr. Spock. You did in fact "lived long and most certainly prospered". I will miss knowing that Leonard Nimoy is out there some where. I was watching an episode of the original Star Trek series the night I went into labor with my baby girl.


We celebrated her birthday last week and she gave me a dozen yellow roses for my efforts in making it her birthday and my birthing day. She's a goodie and has been sending me roses for "our" day since she was in high school. After Shelley did that for me I attempted the same with my mother but she didn't really get the reasoning for the gift. Oh well.

We had a snow day today and just hung out (me and the grands). Ry played on the X box, GK and I watched our new mania The Big Bang Theory. We never watched the first 7 years until now. Where were we and why did we miss a very funny TV show? Those are the questions we keep asking ourselves. Underachievers when it comes to TV I guess. I just love all the characters on BBT but I would have to say that Sheldon is my favorite. I think that is because he reminds me of our "inside, outside, upside down philospher" here at Casa de Cuckoos.

And the last bit of information I have to share with you is..............we are getting a new cat tonight. After a very strange adoption procedure, the kids are going to get "Chandler" this evening at 5:30. Chandler is a short haired, long legged, 10 month old, grey and black tabby with stripes and spots. He has a tigger nose and is slightly cross eyed. I mean who could ask for more, right? He is quite handsome and has the loudest purr. He will tower over our other two cats, Ms. Uma and Princess Toadstool.


Sweet Man said, no more cats. But he also said that the next animal that came into the house had to be Ry's. So when Shelley and the kids went to find one of those automatic cleaning kitty litters, they just cruised the cat adoption place. Chandler turned himself inside out (almost) trying to get to Ry. They filled out the papers and then were told that another family had already been there and wanted Chandler. Who the hell does that to a 10 year old boy who has already lost his heart to a cross eyed cat of his dreams? They said they would call if the adoption didn't go through. That was on Tues. night. We didn't hear anything on Weds. So yesterday, Shelley on her way home from work stopped to tell them what "asshats" they were for not contacting us. But when she walked up.....Chandler was still in his crate. What?????? No, the other family did not work out and they had lost all the paperwork on us. Long story short, Chandler comes to live with us tonight.

Hope you all survive the snow and cold. Only less than a month until Spring is to show her pretty face. Let's just hope Old Man Winter isn't a dip and holds on some more.

Smooches and Squoozes, Oma Linda

and yes, I will have an entire post on the adventures of Chandler and the girls.

Friday, February 13, 2015

Happy Valentoonie 2015

Here I am in a quandry again. What to celebrate??????

This time of year is ripe with options.

Chinese New Year.....the year of the Sheep

Mardi Gras......next Tuesday

Shelley's Birthday.....next Friday
(she can be but 21 because I can't have a kid any older), tee hee

Valentoonie Day....tomorrow

and

Vampire Soiree 2015 hosted by Holly's Horrorland....tomorrow as well
here's my link to the festivities

So you see we have a plethora of partying to be done.

I am such a lucky ducky that my grands still love to make homemade "love". This is a photo of them last Saturday morning, still in their PJ's making their Valentines for their Momma and Sweet Man alias Papa. So cute, I could just squeeze them.....oh yeah, I can.



And here is a sampling of what I put together this year. Didn't get them in the mail on time but hey.....my buddies know that I'm always a day late and $27 short but I have good intentions and lousy follow through. Sigh !!!!!!!






I hope you have a wonderful Chinegrasentine. And also that you go to Holly's Horrorland and read or view the doings of the day tomorrow.

Smooches and Squoozes,
Oma Linda

Monday, February 9, 2015

Spring peaked her head into our neck of the woods................

The weather here has been delightful for the past week. Temps during the day are hovering around 65 to 70 degrees. It does still get down in the 30's during the night but it has been glorious. I've been taking advantage of the warm sun and just sitting in the garden and enjoying the birds and watching my crazy dogs show off. I realize that it will freeze again and I will curse the cold but for now, I'm a happy olde broad toasting my tooties.


Shelley and I had a delightful day out getting up to no good today. I love Mondays that she has off from work, the kids are in school, Sweet Man is working and the two of us enjoy some time together.

We went to ReStore (secondhand store that benefits Habitat for Humanity) and got some 1 x 4 wood of varying types and colors for a back porch project I am launching. On to ReTale (secondhand store for Animal Humane of Albuquerque) where all their winter clothing was half price. Bought some sweaters for the kiddos and some for me to put into a very hot washing machine and felt the woolies into material for my sewing projects. And then we went to buy 2 dozen cupcakes from my dear friend Verna who works tirelessly for the Oscar Foundation. This is the non profit that sells goodies and has super yard sales and all the profits go for medical bills for animals whose owners would otherwise have to either let their pets go or put them down. I love what this group does for our community and try to support them as often as we can.


So you see we went out and spent money but felt better about where the profits would be used. It's a win/win for junkers like us.

We also hit an antique mall in the valley on our way home where I found another white with red trim enamel bucket. It's a theme for the back porch. Reminds me of the screened porch at the ranch where I spent part of my summer as a kid. We used those enamelware pails and bowls for all kinds of chores and gatherings. Mostly of gathering eggs, chile, beans, corn and strawberries. I just hang them on the wall and let them take me to my childhood memories nowadays.


I had a repair man remark not long ago that my back porch with its porch swing, doilies, red and white polka dot pennants and enamelware looked like a place his grandma grew up. A few years ago I would have been put off, but now I was pleased that the homey, old-timey vibe that I was going for had been achieved. The grands call it oldie chic. Cracks me up.

Thanks to all of you that sent your good wishes for my bout with the massage ickies. I am happy to report that I have been working on smoothing things out again and I'm making some head way. It's so wonderful to have you my lovelies giving me your postive thoughts and energies. You know, I do that for all of you that ask as well.

Symbiosis is the only way to live. Reciprocal emotions is the basis of a life lived in love. You and my wonderful family make that possible for me. Don't think for a moment that I don't realize how blessed I truly am........because I do.

Smooches and Squoozes,
Oma Linda

Wednesday, February 4, 2015

Must you really send out invitations to a pity party???????????????

Just wondering. I wouldn't want to be accused of not minding my P's and Q's, ya know. After all, I wouldn't want Ms. Manners to swoop down and call off said party because I don't know the correct procedure in hosting a pity party. My Momma would be appalled and probably take to her bed from the vapors if I didn't know proper etiquette.

Oh well, I'm gonna go out on a limb and just wing it here.

Pneumonia and other maladies be damned, I've got a new best friend by way of physical (or it could be psychological) condition. I'm being visited by my new friend, panic attack and debilitating headache. I'm way too old for this disorder or at least that's what I keep saying over and over as I am doing the deep breathing exercises. Why, one might ask am I panicked? Beats me. No it's not an offer or request.

I do have a sneaking suspicion that it came to be my new worst enemy when I went to get a massage and the woman said she was going to "help" me. Her idea of help and mine were miles apart. I wanted her to work on my tight muscles, she wanted to open me up to let go of whatever it was she thought she sensed in me. Arrogance on her part was only exceeded by ignorance as far as I can tell. She is a do gooder at heart (says she). And felt like she was being called to do what she did. I didn't ask her for that kind of massage or aura work or anything else woo woo. If I had wanted that kind of cleansing or release therapy, I would have requested it.


Yes, she got some stuff churning around but where was she for the week I was in terror and I felt like I was drowning, I couldn't breathe or eat or sleep? Off screwing someone else up, I suppose. I feel like she violated not only my trust but also used me without my permission. And yes, I did say that to her. To which she just tsk, tsked me and said, you will be so glad when you let all that out, dear (like I'm some doddering old fool).

Listen here meddler into my life. I have worked hard to let go of things I am sure that she could not imagine. I have carefully honed the skill of stuffing crap into minuet spaces and not letting them see the light of day. How dare she open up wounds that have scabs older than her? In what reality is it okay to mess with me and leave me to drown, wallow and suffer in it. I've seen regular therapists, counselors, shaman, brujas, culanderas, regression therapists and I do meditation and am constantly working on my own personal protection. In waltzes this born to0 late to be a hippy but giving it the massage therapist try and warps my reality with her "touch".

Talk about having someone work their magic on ya.

I'm still having panic attacks. Mostly gotten all the "wooly boogers" put back in order. But I still feel like I let my guard down when I should have investigated her by way of client referral. She works for the new chiropractor who took over the practice of my 25 year friendship chiropractor. When I told "new guy" about what had happened, well he sorta apologized but said she only uses space in his offices and he couldn't be held accountable for her. Oh great, that makes me feel so much better about you and her. Bye bye new guy.

So I hope you won't mind that I didn't have any food or favors at this party and that I'm giving you the bums rush now that my "too bad, so sad", little rant is over. But thanks for coming to my party.

But I do have a question. Got any suggestions for waking up in a cold sweat and not being able to catch your breath?

Smooches and Squoozes, if ya still want um,
Oma Linda

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Didn't mean to be away this long...........

Once again the grands have been tremendously generous with the sharing of whatever is going around at school. And Sweet Man has seen fit to bring a different variety of germies on his days off. We are a household of hacking and wheezing.

I've not had energy to do much of anything except a whole lot of nothing. I can't even read, which normally would be my "get better" activity, because my eyes are watering and I haven't been able to focus for long. So I've been sedentary which is the curse of my fibro.....blah, blah, blah.

I been sick (said with a whole lot of whining).

But I am on the mend today. Haven't slept much but today I got up and the fog has lifted in my head. I'm not even party cloudy.

So there have not been any advances on the Shadow of Oz front.....well physically. In my mind I've gone on lots of mini vacays to the Emerald City, the countryside and even to the sight of "The Accident" involving a certain wickedy sister and a far flung house. So today, while I can still remember the brilliance of my thoughts, as if, I am writing all of my ideas down so that I can play at Celebrate Oz.


Have you thought what you might do for the celebration? Or if you aren't going to participate, is there something you've always wanted to know, or see in Oz? I hope that if you are tettering on the fence that you will jump into the fun and join us to Celebrate Oz, Shadow of Oz.

Today I am planning to work on some hand pieced fabric Valentoonies. While we were putting away the holiday decorations, I convinced Shelley to bring in my stash bins of cotton fabrics. Poor girl just about herniated herself with the weight of the bins. YIKES, I hadn't remembered what a hoarder I am with fabric. 1/4 yard bits of this and that. Some of the fabric is from my Mom's stash. So I am incorporating vintage bits with newer fabric that I couldn't live without and making some Valentine gifties. I best hurry, I only have a week until they need to be in the mail. I suppose I should really go through all that fabric and sort it out but NAH. I've done the January purge in every closet, drawer, cupboard in the house already. I'm just going to have to suffer through having a delightful collection of fabrications. And that's the name of that tune.

We're expecting, according to the weatherman, the biggest snow storm of the season tonight. So, Sweet Man and I dropped off the grands at school, went to get groceries and more kleenex (much needed) and got ourselves home to enjoy a day with our favorite coffee, some tuna melt sandwiches and tomato soup for lunch and catching up on some TV programs that we have been too tired to stay up to watch. I hope you are warm, healthy and pleasantly entertained.

Smooches and Squoozes, Oma Linda

Sunday, January 11, 2015

Were you thinking of Celebrate Oz??????????

Me too. Can you believe that this will be year 5? Me either.

I've been pondering how we might play this year.

What we might share with each other and what that play might be.

Well.........I think I have hit upon a thought. The first year we just celebrated Oz itself.
The second year we did it again with what I referred to as Son of Celebrate Oz the sequel.
The third year we aLterREd Oz. (remember the donkeys of Oz?????)
And last year, we checked out the Hues of Oz. There were so many different colors of fun.

This year let us stand in the Shadow of Oz and tell the spooky ooky, oogley boogley truth of how Oz also has a not so shiney, can be scarey, tarnished or burnished effigy. In other words......scary, dark and dangerous Oz will be our theme this year.

So many of you have commented on the fact that Oz frightened you as a child. Be it the melting witch or the flying monkeys or any number of characters in the books. This is the inspiration for this years theme. I have always felt that Oz had not reveled all it's secrets. So this may be your chance to let us get a glimpse of your perception of what is hiding in the shadows.

Let us Celebrate the Shadow of Oz.

This means you can go dark, go wild, go underground, go whichever way you choose. Tell us how the books, or movies gave you a scare or a fright. Or maybe the shadow inspired you to tell of another part of Oz that the sun has not quite touched. Write, paint, draw, construct, design, or whatever it is that you would do to make The Shadow of Oz come alive on April 11.

The rules are simple as always.
Let me know that you would like to be a part of The Shadow of Oz in a comment on this post. Post the Celebrate Oz button on your blog so that your followers will know that you are participating and can link back to this page with the participants listed.

Be prepared to go live with your post on April 10, 2015 at 10:00pm, so that we will all be ready to party on April 11. After going live, come back here and add your blog link and let's see what comes out of the shadows.

If you decide you can't participate, just let me know. I'll put folks on our participants list all the way up to midnight on April 10. So this gives you lots of time, almost 3 months to prepare. And if on April 11 you do not post back to this blog post with your blog link, I will then know you aren't going to be playing and take you off of the list of participants. Also if you could keep your post up for at least the weekend, it takes that long to go to all the blogs and enjoy the party.

It is not necessary to have a giveaway but I know that so many of the participants and attendees from years past have loved the opportunity to win something special from the hosts.

Any questions or concerns please contact me. Afterall, I want everyone to understand what Celebrate Oz is and have a great time playing. I do hope you will participate.

So there you have it. Celebrate Oz 2015's theme is SHADOW OF OZ.


Here is the artwork for the button, courtesy of my very talented and generous friend Shelle of Sunshine Shelle. The WWotW never looked so wide eyed and ready to party.


Wednesday, January 7, 2015

A different kind of update...............

Most of the time, when giving you an update, I babble on about the grands, Shelle and SM. Today's post will be different in that I am going to give you my state of the olde broad update.

I reported to you on my fun and games fungal extravaganza. The skin Dr. got it wrong in early December by prescribing some ointment ($500.00) and some athlete's foot powder. The ER Dr got it wrong when my body added some spots about the size of a quarter over 50% of my upper torso and he prescribed nystatin which is for yeast. The skin Dr. read me the riot act when I went back the end of December saying that if I wasn't going to follow his directions.....and that's when he lost me and I lost my temper. No, not Oma! I can only suffer fools, a Dr treating me like I'm addled brained and irritating rash and burning itch for just so long (from the middle of November to be precise). Then the temper of the Irish/Mexican in me just blows like Old Faithful in Yellowstone. Loud, heated, fast and messy.
nummular eczema
probably caused by the stress of the primary fungal infestation
After my outburst of despair and anger, I was handed a prescription for an ointment that was the strongest Skin Dr. man could prescribe. That was on Dec. 30th and by Jan 1.........I was on the mend. Today the quarter rash is just barely visible. Which means I can feel human again and not like the walking plague. The itch and burning is gone and this ointment was only $10. And you know, it felt good to say I wanted an answer for the problem because I deserved it. A huge first timer for me.

All of this mini rant brings me to a very late but very important declaration. I have a word for the year 2015. This word picked me out of the lineup. Usually I do the picking of a watch word for the year. But this year, I pondered so many avenues of improvement, ways of becoming a better person, things I wanted to accomplish and none of the words that fit that bill...........picked me. Instead acceptance just came into view and settled in my heart and mind.

Acceptance, not acquiescence. Let us be clear about that slight difference. I will accept what is possible, attainable and appropriate. I will accept that I have talents, flaws and life skills that can be improved, but are acceptable none the less. I will allow myself to be..........acceptable, good enough, deserving. I also will accept others for who they are.

I know, it sound egocentric to a certain degree but that's okay for someone who for the better part of 40 years has put herself last. My first 25 were very egocentric as they should have been. I am going to claim that I am acceptable enough to have "firsts" sometimes. The biggest, best and prettiest sometimes. And not pick up any guilt from those actions. I am hoping that by giving up the old behavior of self denial and thinking I am not deserving, I will find a new way to see myself and those that love me. I deserve it and so do they.

And I suppose if I am going to be fair, don't you hate it when life demands a pound of flesh (so to speak) that I owe this word discovery to all those folks who have ever made me mad, suffered my ire and irked my chicken. Because in the past I would always feel terrible, guilty and self loathing.....but with my new word I am letting go of those ancient ickies that formed my well of anger and only deal in the now. And I don't feel the least bit guilty or bad now when I speak the truth in controlled auditory levels. Amazing stuff clarity!

GK hums the theme from Frozen to me (Let It Go) when I start to falter and Ry has put himself in charge of doling out my daily dose of positive affirmations. What a sweet, riotous mess he is. Some of his affirmations have been more of a peek into the mind of a 10 year old with a skewed perspective on life. He told me, "I make him as happy as getting to the last level of Mindcraft". And that I am, "As tricky as level 3". (Whatever all that means, I know it is a compliment.)

So stand back negative feelings...........Ry has put the Mindcraft juju on you. Tee hee


Have a wonderful self accepting day my lovelies. Let the past just be that.......past.

Smooches and Squoozes, Oma Linda


Sunday, January 4, 2015

And so the new year begins with promises and hopefulness...............

And for an olde broad like me a look back in time.

I suppose all of us were taught to look both ways before crossing the street. And in a way I do that at the beginning of any new chapter in life. Look at what has occurred to bring me to this "street" and I imagine what the new chapter will or could provide.

And because we are here at the first full moon of 2015, it seems like an appropriate time to reflect and expect.

When I was a child, there was as much magic for me in the counting down to and entering the new year as there was for Christmas or my birthday. It was so exciting to hear that countdown to a new beginning. But as an adult it became rather common place and mundane to experience the newness based on the disappointments of false expectations, broken resolutions and just being a jaded adult, I suppose. I spent many years just letting things pass me by.

I feel as though I have come full circle in life in many areas, not the least of which is the way I view new, unopened, squeeky clean events. I know much of this feeling comes from my observance of and homage paid to the ever constant moon. I have made it a point in the last two years to be mindful of the cycle of the moon and my relationship to her. It has brought me a keener sense of living, if you will. I am in the moment. I am relishing what I have seen and what I hope to see.....and be.....and........

photo by womanstoryteller
that has been my gift to myself. Being faithful to the cycle of life that brings me close to my own magic has been a true gift and a healing.

I hope that at this full moon, you too will find that new beginning that charges your own magic.

Smooches and Squoozes, Oma Linda


Wednesday, December 31, 2014

A Happy New Years wish for you all.....................

It is my hope that you leave the troubles of 2014 behind. Build on all of the successes of last year and arrive at 2015 with an interest in something wonderful to do, friends to urge you on and peace when you can find it.

The Cuckoos of the Casa are in for the evening. All manner of calories to be consumed and are arranged on the kitchen counters and plastic plates are the dinnerware of the evening. The Cuckoos have some favorite noshes which include; sweet and sour meatballs, little smokies in BBQ sauce, poor mans caviar (chopped black olives and cream cheese served on crackers), chips and dip as well as sweet and spicy pecans and hot cocoa mini cupcakes. We are going to have Naughty Rudolph's or Butter Beer (a nod to our all day Harry Potter movie fest tomorrow) to welcome the New Year. Although I can guarantee this old broad and her paramour will be in bed long before the striking of Midnight.
Here's the recipes for the drinks:

NAUGHTY RUDOLPH
2 cups ice
1 cup ginger ale
1/4 cup Mario Cherries
3 ounces vanilla vodka

Add all ingredients to the blender, blend until smooth. You can dress them up with pretzel antlers and a Mario cherry for the red nose.

BUTTER BEER
1 ounce vanilla vodka
1 ounce butterscotch schnapps
1 ounce dark beer (Guiness)
10 ounces cream soda
topped with whipped cream

Pour vodka, schnapps, and beer into a glass mug. Slowly pour in the cream soda. Allow bubbles to dissipate. Top with whipped cream.

We are not drinkers but these two drinks sounded like something we might enjoy. Especially for a toast to everyone's good health.

So from the Cuckoos at the Casa to your house.....Happy New Year.

Thursday, December 25, 2014

Wow, the trashman is gonna have a hard time................

hauling away all the paper and boxes from the gifting at Casa de Cuckoo.

photo from Pinterest
But I love the dottiness
There are only 5 Cuckoos currently in residence here. When I was growing up, in this same house, my brother and sister and their families would come over on Christmas morning and there were 15 of us tearing away at packages. I know it must have been tons more paper and boxes than we had this year but for some reason, it just seemed like so much.

Today was a quiet day. SM had to work today and the rest of us were super lazy. The grands played video games and Shelley and I watched a couple of chick flicks, grazed our way through the goodies that we baked including the yummy Jam Cake and just relaxed. I talked on the phone to some of my lovelies and then made a very none traditional Christmas day dinner. It's been a fun lead up to and including Christmas but I must confess, I was ready to take down the tree this afternoon. The older I get the more I am so over stuff and ready to go on to the next. How about you?

Tomorrow Shelley will have to go back to work after her 4 days off. The grands have some work of their own to catch up on and I must confess that I need to spend this week getting some paper work done.

So I'm taking a break until New Year's Eve from blogging. Have fun this last week of the year. And I'll read you soon.

Smooches and Squoozes, Oma Linda

Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Wishing all of you my lovelies...............

the best Holiday wishes that can be.
From all the CUckoos of the Casa and me.

these little guys were my before Christmas gift from the CUckettes

Tuesday, December 23, 2014

Well here we are at the night before the night before............

and creatures are stirring in this old house.

another favorite book from Ms. April at The Angry Gnome
Thought I would share the last of the Christmas deco photos and some last minute donkeys.

Made this pair for Shelley when she was a little girl.

Shelley's collection of nutcrackers, with my gnome nutcracker and books



But first I will tell you what I got for Solstice. A whopping case of ringworm. Ewwwwwwww. I know you are all jealous as jealous can be.

I have had a fungal infection and the medication that my dermotologist prescribed just wasn't clearing it up. And Sunday morning when I woke up I was burning and scratching almost everywhere, behind my ears, on my upper arms, and places that I will just leave to your imagination. Yikes. So I took an antihistamine and called it happy. After all I have an appointment with the skin guy next Monday. But as the day turned to evening, I gave up the ghost of "nothing's really wrong" and down shifted into, "I can't stop itching and scratching to save my life". So SM took me to the ER because SM said it looked like shingles. I have no idea what shingles look like but this stuff was rapidly taking over every square inch of skin I have. I don't think I would have been nearly as eager to go to the ER had it not been for the burning. I did not want to deal with Shingles, alone.

The Dr. saw me quickly (shock and wonder) because SM kept insisting that I had shingles. When the Dr. got a good look at my "blossomings" he said, nope, this is definately not shingles because Shingles will not cross the meridian of the body. You can have it on one side or the other but this was everywhere. And he thought it might be ringworm, which is not a worm at all but another variety of fungus. At any rate, I was in and out of the ER very quickly, got a prescription for some powder and today has been much better. I still look like I am trying to imitate my favorite red and white polka dotty, only reversed.

But I am better today, knock on Christmas cookies.

Once again the very best of the season in these old cards that show donkeys and gnomes.



Here are some photos that I know you all will love seeing. Shelley took GK and her nerd herd to a local amusement park on Saturday to ride rides in the frigid temps (she's a better mom than I was to her). These kids are freshmen in high school but kids none the less. They stood in line with Shelley to tell Santa what they wanted for Christmas and the GK and Ry took a photo. They made friends with the elves, entertained the people in line with their silly but not too off colored remarks. Then the "naughty list" teenagers took a photo as well. Too funny.



Ohad, Johnny, Bella, GK and a the much too friendly elf.......

The Cuckettes at their finest
Anyway, Happy Holidays to all of you my lovelies from all the Cuckoos at the Casa.

Smooches and Christmas Squoozes, Oma Linda (in varying shades of red and white)

Sunday, December 21, 2014

Finally.....photos of the Christmas gifties...............

Sometimes I wonder what kind of evil plot I must have been a part of in one of my former lives to warrant the harassment I endure from my camera, computer and the Internet. Or maybe it's just I don't know what I'm doing. But I suspect it is a combination of both. I musta been a "bad puddy dat" and I have no tech skills. Whatever, the sun came out this morning and I tried again to get photos off of my camera and VIOLA. So a couple of weeks late and several dollars short................

The Cuckoos had a great time creating something from something else....our favorite doings.


Tart pans, vintage inspired Christmas paraphernalia, salt shakers, cotton and fake snow made for a fun couple of afternoons. We made gifties for some of my pals, some teacher appreciation presents for Ry guy and Carrot Cake to give (which the teachers liked), and some pay it forwards which we left in shopping centers, libraries and parks. We even got to watch folks as they came upon the gifties. Most just grinned so big and the Cuckettes got a warm heart moment.





So now we just have to wait for the Fat Man to arrive and shower the household with special tokens and gifts.

Once again, the house is decorated, the gifts are made, the baking is in full swing and we are so blessed.

Even the strawberry plants on the back porch are ready for the holidays.

 


Friday, December 19, 2014

3rd post in the Donkey Holiday extravaganza..........

Here are some more Donkeys wishing you a Happy Holiday season.

This grouping is less homogeneous and more general but still the Donkey theme reigns on.

And this time there is a story to go with it.

I bet you have wondered from time to time, why is this woman so obsessed with donkeys. Well here's the answer.

When I was 4, Mr. and Mrs. Valdez became very important people in my life. They were a sweet couple who were well into their seventies way back then. Mr. and Mrs. Valdez moved into their house a few months after we moved into our house on San Patricio near the country club in the south valley of Albuquerque. Mr. Valdez had won some money in a contest and they had moved out of the barrio and into a neighborhood that was less than a mile from their old house. They had children and grandchildren and were expecting their first great grandchild. All of their family lived in Mexico. So I became like an adopted grandchild next door. Mr. Valdez would call me over to feed the squirrels that lived in his outdoor oven and also to "help" him with the yard work. Mrs. Valdez always had cookies and juice waiting for us when we got finished and would regale me with wonderful stories of her childhood back in Vera Cruz. She had 11 sisters. She and her siblings would have to help their parents prepare the food that they sold in the mercado every day. They transported the food with the help of a pair of black donkeys that were named Joaguin and Miguel (Keno and Mike). She told some of the most delightful stories of these long ears. She loved them and so then, did I.

Mr. and Mrs. Valdez were a perfect pair of ready made grandparents right next door and I loved them so much. My life is so much richer for the blessing of having known them.

Because of their win fall they were able to travel a lot and did so often and frequently. Europe, Asia, South America and even Australia were all on their agenda. And each and every time they came home from one of their adventures, as soon as they were able, they would have me come over and would regale me with their trip and present me with a memento from their travels. I bet you can guess what the gifts usually were. Yep, donkeys of all sizes and configurations. A virtual herd.

Where they went, what they saw and favorite points of interests were all topics of conversation. I sat for hours on the foot stool in the living room listening to what they had seen and done. I was enthralled by them and their life. By the time I was in second grade, I had a very rich background gleaned from the traveling vecinos next door and shared my "acquired" knowledge often and frequently with the conviction of one who had actually traveled with them.

That is how I started my life long collection of and obsession for all things donkey.

Every time I see a card or photo of a donkey, I can't help but fondly remember two lovely people who took time to be my surrogate grand parents and bestowed very thoughtful and welcomed momentos of their travels and a life long love of donkeys. I will never forget how special I felt when they shared themselves with me. It was the best gift anyone can receive.








I received this card from Mr. and Mrs. Valdez when I was 5. What a cutie pie she is.
I hope you have a lovely weekend lovelies and that you recall some wonderful memory. That's what this time of year should be about. Building on the good and making the future even better.

Happy Holidays, Smooches and Squoozes, Oma Linda

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

2nd Donkey postings for the Holidays..............

Today it is snowing like crazy. The grands and I made our way to their respective schools and now I am going to take advantage of not going anywhere to make the traditional Jam Cake. It's a family recipe that my Mom made every year and all the Cuckoos love it. We always make it a week ahead and then let it "baste" in brandy. It's a drunken cake full of love.

Hope your week before Christmas Eve is a pleasant one and that you find time to do all that you want to do to get ready for the Holidays.

Only 4 more sleeps until Winter Solstice. We are almost ready to welcome the fae into the house for the winter. Takes some preparation but we'll get there. The gnomes have washed and hung up their laundry to dry. The gnome, elf tree is up and decorated and all that is left to do is make the thimble cookies and prepare the honeyed milk. After all we have to be ready for the return of the sun.

Hope you will enjoy the 2nd installment of Donkeys and the Holidays.








Donkeys and carts, donkeys and snow, I love them all.

Smooches and squoozes, Oma Linda